God, I weep for you
Your eyes peer into mine
I melt at your touch
Though I’ve never felt it
I dream of you consistently
It is all for naught.
You drift further back
Slowly but surely fading
Purple bruises adorn my arms
Wounded.
Though you smile still
My eyes well up with tears
We see each other in a different way
Love has many meanings.
I dream of what we could have been
There was never any chance
I never had a chance.
Self deprecation,
Per usual.
I never wished to be hurt
I never wished to ruin what we had.